G. I have prepared five prototypes of the controlling chip like requested. We need to test them on Non-Worthy first. -A.R.

The purpose part 41 Your mission

July 5th 1974

Deatheaters were gathered around the table in the ballroom in Vulken's castle. Near the windows and kneeling were two men were blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs. Seth wondered why Voldemort wanted to use his place for this since it had been forever he had not come here, let along gather his deatheaters. There were many new faces, and only the 'old' ones were cloaked and masked. Several were missing, having been captured by Alastor Maugrey and the Longbottoms. The young ones were mostly fresh out of Hogwarts and had been brought along their parents or acquaintances to be able to apparate in the castle. He had quickly noticed how Crouch junior went to explore the castle and the outsides. Most deatheaters had never bothered, not caring about the other living here, especially the muggles. Crouch had taken a seat right next to Lucius, and Seth had found that amusing, since Lucius was considered already in very high esteem of the dark lord. Voldemort walked slowly behind his seated deatheaters, passing his fingers on the backrests. He looked relatively pleased and his deatheaters were chatting quietly.

*This time… we shall pre-emptively focus on Dumbledore's recruitment directly from Hogwarts.*Said Voldemort.

His voice was warm and quiet. The chatters had gone down by themselves, and everyone was listening. Seeing no one was speaking up, he continued.

*We have, of course, already succeeded in doing that because of followers here. I must say, we are many to want the freedom we seek, but very few see it like us.*Continued the Dark Lord.

*Freedom… we already have freedom. It is you who are killing families and removing the freedom we have!*Said one of the kneeling prisoners.

*Crucio.*Said Voldemort, swiftly pointing his wand at him.

His screams filled the room and he fell on the floor, face first. Danyck was waiting with Ruma behind the ballroom's door and Seth felt her sudden fear.

*Why does he want to talk to me. Couldn't you just relay the message?*She had whispered to Danyck.

*He knows what you do at school, I think he wants to place a face on the girl who actually does things for him, even if unintentionally, and ask you to do something.*Said Danyck.

Another scream was heard through the door and made her cringe.

*What if I don't want to. I hate that man.*Said Ruma.

*Why?*Asked Danyck.

Ruma looked at Danyck who was frowning.

*Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm very favorable to his ideas, but Seth is plenty as leader, and as a King.*Mumbled Ruma.

*You better not let him hear that and protect your mind!*Said Danyck.

Ruma made a small grunt and tried to calm her mind.

*Where's Corban?*Asked Ruma.

There was a moment of silence as Danyck inquired the question to Seth, then he looked at her.

*He's coming… He just found out crucial information from the ministry.*Said Danyck.

Just like he said, a popping sound was heard from the living room and Corban made his way to the ballroom. He saw Danyck and Ruma and stopped beside them.

*Shouldn't you wear a mask?*Asked Danyck.

*You know… I'm no deatheater anymore.*Said Corban quietly.

*That's not the question.*Said Danyck with a serious face.

He clearly implied that deatheaters could start asking questions, which he should not have to answer.

Corban looked at him with his dark blue eyes he was used to transfigure, then conjured his mask and a cloak. Voldemort still never knew about Corban being a vampire, nor did Corban know if he ever tried to summon him through the dark mark since he did not have it anymore. On a mental nudge from Seth, Corban opened the door and the three of them entered the room. The two prisoners were laying on the floor seemingly dead, but Corban could hear their faint heartbeat. Ruma let out a gasp as she recognized the twins from her first year at Hogwarts.

*Traitor.*Mumbled Ronan Nott.

*Shut your whore face, Nott. I'm no traitor.*Hissed Corban through his teeth.

Ronan would have been one that could have guessed he did not answer some calls, being the first deatheaters.

*Language, we have a young lady here.*Said Voldemort with a grin.

Ruma swallowed as the faces all turned towards her, making her uncomfortable. Corban went slightly in front of her and began to speak.

*My lord, the minister Jenkins is no more in place, Harold Minchum has taken her place. There were riots in London as we speak. I have heard the director suggesting quite drastic measures towards… deatheaters and suspects.*Said Corban.

Whispers started within the deatheaters, and Voldemort raised and eyebrow.

*What measures?*Asked Voldemort.

*The unforgivables.*Said Corban.

Several laughs were heard.

*Would we call that a fair fight now?*asked Dolohov.

*As if we needed an excuse to be fair.*Said Rosier.

*That will be just even more exciting!*Said Bellatrix.

Voldemort let them have their little fun for a moment then lifted his hand where the silence came again. Corban cleared his throat before talking again.

*There will be no more trials, every suspect goes right to Azkaban. The new minister has inquired Seth's presence for discussion about the dementors, this time tomorrow.*Continued Yaxley.

This time, Seth laughed too, followed by Danyck. It brought an uncomfortable tension in the room.

*There's nothing funny.*Said Lucius, who got approval grunts from other deatheaters.

*Then, don't get caught.*Said Ruma with a frown.

Seth only laughed louder.

*Enough.*Said Voldemort and Seth calmed down before wiping a tear. *You bring so much information, for someone whom I thought… deserted us.*Said Voldemort coldly.

*I did say traitor, first.*Said Nott.

*I'm no traitor. The information you seek is only for your ears, my lord.*Said Corban.

*You don't have to give it to him.*Said Ruma.

Seth went to her and nudged her head with his hand in disapproval.

*You have no right to speak, Ruma.*Hissed Seth.

She looked at him with angry eyes.

*You did not stop me a moment ago.*Mumbled Ruma as she stroke her head where Seth had hit her.

Seth sighed and crossed his arms.

*Would you tell her what you wanted to so she can leave this room.*Said Seth to Voldemort.

The Dark Lord stood up and walked to her, followed by his followers gaze and chuckles.

*Ruma Vulken, the little girl who has been contacting Lucius on several occasions, to bring me more followers.*Said Voldemort.

When he reached her, Corban and Danyck had stepped away slightly, and he grabbed her chin which made her flinched. She looked at him with a cold stare, even if she was petrified.

*So much defiance in your eyes… don't you want the wizards to dominate this world?*Said Voldemort in his sweet warm voice.

Remembering what Danyck had just told her, she blinked and looked away before answering.

*Yes, I do.*Answered Ruma. 'But not by you.' She thought.

*I'd expect no less from a muggle-born like you.*Hissed Voldemort as he let go of her chin.

Several whispers and disgust sounds were heard from deatheaters. She huffed in answer.

*In what does that make a difference? My ancestors have magical blood and I have vampire authority. That makes me even better than most here.*Said Ruma.

Seth went in front of her and was now a few inches from Voldemort.

*A wizard is a wizard, V. If you really want to know what she advances, her ancestor is a Malfoy. I have spoken with you about that. I know your… deatheaters values blood more than anything, but you are not just going to blabber about yourself, are you not?*Hissed Seth in Parseltongue.

The hissing coming from Seth made the deatheaters once again uncomfortable. They mostly only knew their master that spoke it. The Dark Lord had also glanced briefly at Lucius when Seth had said Malfoy. Voldemort's eyes narrowed and he pushed Seth aside to speak with Ruma again.

*I have heard you have skills and a reputation in Hogwarts. Honor your aptitudes to recruit the seventh years for me. All of them.*Said Voldemort coldly before turning away and walking back to his seat.

Ruma was about to talk back but Seth placed a hand in front of her mouth.

*He spoke, now leave. I will teach you things required for this year.*Said Seth.

Her face went up in illumination and she gladly left the room.

*What? She gets to have private lessons from you? How is that even possible?*Asked Crouch junior the second the door had closed behind her.

A mocking laugh parted from Seth's mouth as other whispers from the new deatheaters came up.

*Silence.*Said Voldemort coldly and once more the voices fell silent.

Seth noticed a prisoner was waking up as he stirred on the floor. He walked to them and as he arrived in front of the woken one, he turned his body violently with his foot by the shoulder and he let out a whimper.

*Who are they?*Asked Seth.

*Two of the Prewetts. Dumbledore's aurors.*Said Dolohov.

*Two?*Asked Seth, unimpressed.

*Yea… their little sister was able to flee, shame.*Said Avery with an evil grin.

Seth grabbed the one half-awake by his collar and pulled him to his feet. His left hand held his hair for a better grip as his eyes went black in hunger. He made a wicked smile as he gazed at the deatheaters, feeling fear from them like they should be, and he sank his teeth in the young auror, bringing yet again another scream from him. He had not killed anyone for a very long time, and he felt Danyck's desire creeping up in his mind. Corban was not in any better mind shape. The king could see the auror's memories pass through his mind. All the Order of the Phoenix's auror names and faces. All. Of. Them. Their location, albeit hidden, he could still know partly where they were. His victim's heart slowed down dangerously and with several last gulps, which he did not restrain, the heart stopped. Seth let go of the auror who fell on the floor as his brother was now stirring beside him. He had forgotten that feeling. Taking a life. Feeling it in your very soul as his last breath escaped the lips, the last sigh on the world.

*We needed information.*Said Voldemort coldly, bringing him out of his temporary daze.

Seth licked his lips and sneered.

*Blood is like a book, he showed me everything.*Answered Seth as coldly.

Seth conjured parchment and a quill without speaking nor bringing out his wand which cause outrage from, again, several deatheaters. He swiftly wrote all the names he could think of and then made the parchment fly to Voldemort.

*Fabian…*Mumbled the remaining Prewett, crawling towards his brother.

Seth now did bring out his wand and pointed it at Gideon.

*Avada Kedavra!*Said Seth and a green flash illuminated the room, striking the wizard directly who fell back on the floor, all life departed from his body. Again, the high and warmth generated by his wand through his body was very pleasurable.

Some stayed silent, unmoving. Some looked at their Dark Lord for fear of his possible wrath. Some came to realize who Seth was, like some trembling teenagers. Some had found enjoyment and even through their mask, Seth had been able to tell them apart. A subtle acceleration of the heart, a hand turning into a fist, a louder exhale, a shiver…

Voldemort was mumbling the names on the parchment, then stood up. He spoke briefly, ordering his deatheaters to some places and to find the aurors mentioned on the parchment. The Longbottoms lived in Pottersburg valley, but Seth was unable to locate its exact place. He sent Dolohov to search around that location. When he was done, they bowed and left one after the other. They glanced at Seth with renewed respect.

*Nagini, you hungry?*Hissed Seth in parseltongue.

Nagini slithered across the room and went towards the Prewetts. He did not want any proof of anything in his home and what was better than the stomach of a snake. Corban removed his mask and cloak and place them on the table. Danyck went beside Seth and Corban. Voldemort sat down again and had a stern look with joined hands in front of his face.

*Why have you not answered my calls, repetitively, Yaxley?*asked Voldemort with a hint of venom in his voice.

Corban took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were icy blue and he lifted his left sleeve, showing bare skin. Seth saw, and felt, anger passing on the Dark Lord's face, but if that was even possible, understanding. Even if he had multiple questions, only one was asked.

*When?*Asked Voldemort.

*On Lucius's wedding day.*Said Seth.

*I see you kept that hidden from everyone, should ever another deatheater want to betray me. They could think they have an exit door through you.*Said Voldemort.

*This is different, and you know it. I am not some foolish vampire, this was not done on a whim. Corban refused for years before taking that decision.*Said Seth.

*If I may, my lord, I never purposely not answered you, although I kept your values and I gathered information in the ministry just like before. I still hold my Wizengamot seat. No one knows I am a vampire.*Said Corban.

*Politics for them, action for me.*Said Danyck with a grin.

*Oh, shut up Dan.*Said Corban.

Voldemort walked to the remaining corpse hit by the death curse with Nagini barely moving from the body she had eaten. He murmured the incantation for the inferi, and a black orb went inside the body. Before it even got up, he whispered Seth's spell of teleportation and the body vanished. He then turned towards Corban; his wand raised but unmoving. His face contorted in disgust and his power radiated from him. Corban made a step back as Seth made his way in front of him, but Corban placed his arm on him, preventing Seth to be fully in front. Corban bowed his head slightly.

*Only because of Seth are you still standing before me, Yaxley.*Hissed Voldemort.

There was a moment of silence, then Voldemort placed his wand in his robes and went beside Danyck.

*You, come with me.*Said Voldemort.

Seth stopped him, placing a hand on his shoulder, and receiving a scowl from Voldemort in response.

*Dumbledore's aurors now know Danyck is the culprit behind some attacks. I will be interrogated in the coming weeks, for that, I am sure. Don't make him do things that openly. Making him your pawn is fine, until it screws up everything I built for the vampires.*Said Seth sternly.

Voldemort shrugged him off and left the room. Danyck made a chuckle, then slowly made his way behind the Dark Lord.

*You know, I feel so much care and love from him, it's unbreathable.*Said Corban sarcastically.

Seth snorted then grabbed Corban in his arms before placing a deep kiss on his lips.

*I'll give you care, love and that unbreathable feeling.*Thought Seth.

Corban moaned and placed his arms around Seth, fingers intertwining in the soft white hair. Seth made them apparate in his bedroom where they fell on the bed. Corban grunted at the presence of clothes and Seth made a hand movement, wandlessly removing their clothes where they folded neatly on the dresser beside. They never needed to speak; their thoughts united to each other's desires. Their members brushed against each other, and pleasing sounds came out of their throats as they devoured each other's lips, pulling, tugging, and licking. Their heartbeats hit their ribcages in unison, their passion heating the room they were in.

Seth propped himself up, even if Corban had now his hands behind his neck, trying to kiss him again. The King brought his right hand down, stroking Corban's cock a few times, then bringing his fingers to his entrance. Their breathing were fast and warm on their skin. A first finger made its way inside Corban, who made another moan.

*Don't wait too long.*Said Corban, and so Seth inserted a second finger.

He scissored his fingers rapidly, enlarging the welcoming cavern. Corban pulled Seth again to kiss him, to never be parted from those lips that were his to take whenever he wanted. A third finger entered him, even if that was almost unnecessary.

*Ducatus membrum.*Whispered Seth and a jelly substance coated his cock.

He removed his fingers and placed himself in front of his arse, and pushed himself in. Even if the first second was always painful for the receiver, the next ones were blissful. Seth stayed still, deep inside, for a few seconds as the feelings took place and he closed his eyes.

*No, look at me.*Said Corban after he broke the kiss.

Seth opened them as ordered, only they were black with desire, but so were Corban's. Seth placed a hand behind Corban's head and without hesitation, he went to Corban's neck and sank his teeth in the inviting skin. The powerful loving blood poured down the King's throat as he moved his hips bringing loving screams out of his lover. Seth groaned with desire and lust as he pounded into Corban again and again. He stopped drinking his blood as he felt delirious and was about to climax, and instead switched position, placing himself underneath, only he sat and held Corban on him. He still was not sure on whom had really initiated that decision. This time, Corban was the one to bite into Seth's neck as he continued the movements, up and down, now in control. The King placed his hand in between their bellies and grabbed his childe's member while his other hand scraped Corban's back, drawing blood. The pain added to the excitement and brought them to upper heaven, discharging the built-up pleasuring tension. Loud moans parted their lips before clashing again together. Seth fell back down on the bed and Corban removed himself, panting, and let his body crash beside his King.

*Ni mel cin.*Whispered Corban lovingly in Venthyr, burying his face in Seth's neck and placing an arm over his torso.

Seth swiftly moved his hand twice, once for cleaning their bodies and the second time to bring a cover on them.

*An oiale a oiale.*Replied Seth as he closed his eyes.

OoOoO

July 6th 1974

'Slap your face. Show me how weak you are.'

Ruma slapped her face once, twice, then… the third slap hit her slower even if it still hurt. Normally, the imperious curse should be blissful, make the victim peaceful, unaware. But this, this was not. Ruma was cruelly aware she was under the imperious curse, Seth made it so. His presence was not subtle, he was everywhere in her mind, and she could not even form a thought.

'Is that how you treat your body? Is that how you think so low of yourself? Not even able to counter an order to hurt yourself.'

Tears fell down her cheeks as she hit herself over, and over again until the pain brought her to her knees.

*Aren't you a bit rough on her?*Thought Danyck.

*No. The Dark Lord dared to give her a mission that is out of her mental capabilities. She needs to master her mind and her tongue.*Replied Seth in his thoughts.

*Did you learn it that hard, too?*Thought Danyck.

Seth remembered how Tom and him used legilimency to penetrate each other's mind and learned how to block that charm. They might have been gentle at first, but they soon realised how inefficient it had been until they became ruthless. Even T… Voldemort became a master long before he ever did. As powerful Voldemort was in legilimency, able to tell a lie from anyone not skilled in Occlumency, which Seth was, Voldemort lacked the latter.

The imperius curse was all in the discipline of the mind and if Ruma showed she could potentially fight Seth's presence, then she would be able to efficiently learn occlumency, then legilimency.

*It will be faster this way; I believe in her.*Thought Seth as Ruma was now rolling on the floor like a dog.

*Funny way to show it.*Thought Danyck and Seth made a mental snort.

After two long hours, he felt her physical and mental exhaustion and he lifted the curse. She was laying on her back like a star. She made a sob and hid her face, but touching her face hurt her. She had cuts and bruises, all made by herself. She did not complain, nor did she talked back, or said insults she normally would have. Seth wondered for a moment if he did go too far. He walked to her, and swiftly moved his wand, healing her every cuts and bruises within a few seconds. She turned, then sat on the mattress.

*Better?*Asked Seth.

She nodded but felt shame in every pore of her body. Seth crouched in front of her and lifted her chin.

*I like to think I'm one of the most powerful wizards on this earth. If you think you could thwart my spells, curses, and charms within a few hours, you would be a goddess. You have no reason to feel shameful in any way.*Said Seth before standing up. *Now, if your mind is not too much in shambles, would you be ready to learn apparition?*Asked Seth with a smile.

Wiping her tears away, she promptly stood up with renewed strength.

*Who wouldn't be?*Said Ruma with a smile.

Seth stepped away and moved his wand again, making red painted circles a few meters from each other on the mattresses. He motioned her to go in one then he stood near the other one.

*Apparition is, again, discipline of the mind, which you quite lack. You are very lucky you were not caught in anything you did at Hogwarts, but I think we have Gellert to thank for most of it. Anyway, apparition is relatively simple, you have to clearly see the place you want to be in, then believe you are in it, then make a move as if you would be walking into that place. With enough practice and success, some are so proficient in it, they can travel amazingly long distances. That's where the issue could be, the longer the distance, the longer you would need concentration, and vice-versa, or else, you will splinch, and possibly die. Even Voldemort does not travel between continents, not that he really need to.*Said Seth.

*That's… wow… are you able to do that?*Asked Ruma, already impressed by what apparition can do.

*Not before receiving my crown. That's why the notion of creating portkeys are essential for long travels, but to make such long-distance portkeys requires special knowledge and decent power.*Said Seth.

Ruma blinked several times.

*Your crown?*Asked Ruma.

*I will not tell you more, Ruma. Concentrate on the lesson at hand. Apparate in the circle before me.*Said Seth.

*Oh, uh, yes.*Said Ruma.

The distance was very short, and she could very well succeed in a short amount of time. She looked at Seth, then at the circle on the floor, then closed her eyes. She imagined Seth right beside her, in the other circle. She lifted her right foot, then lost balance and fell.

*Ahhh!*Screamed Ruma as her face touched the mattress.

Seth made a snort and clicked his tongue.

*Just because I said you had to make a move does not mean you had to physically do it. Have you ever seen someone apparate by lifting their legs?*Said Seth.

*Ugh, no.*Said Ruma as she stood up and placed herself in the circle again.

*Again.*Said Seth.

Ruma nodded then closed her eyes again. Time passed and nothing happened. Seth stayed there, unmoving, arms crossed, and waiting patiently.

Suddenly, the air shifted and Ruma apparated in the other circle. Ruma opened her eyes and let out a squeal of joy. Seth moved beside the other circle.

*Again.*Said Seth.

Ruma turned around and took a deep breath before nodding. She closed her eyes again and repeated her mental process. It took her way less time and she apparated beside Seth directly in the original circle. She looked at Seth, beaming with pride. Seth's face was emotionless.

*Again. This time don't use me as an anchor.*Said Seth.

She gasped, realizing what she had been doing the last times. She did use Seth to make her apparating determination. She now looked at the other circle with apprehension. Nevertheless, she closed her eyes and concentrated. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes again, and observed the other circle differently. She closed her eyes, then her determination came again and she apparated in the other circle.

*Good. You know the basics.*Said Seth.

He waved his wand multiple times and a dozen circles painted themselves on several mattresses around the room.

*Now, apparate several times in different circles until you master that distance perfectly. Once you do, we shall go in Egypt, where my parents live since you know the mansion like the palm of your hand. After that, cities to cities, then country to country. But, like I said, the longer the distance, the harder it becomes, and if you can't discipline your mind, you will fail, and not just about apparition.*Said Seth.

*Why in Egypt? Why not here?*Asked Ruma.

*Wards. The living room and the mirror room are the only two places anyone can apparate, except for me.*Explained Seth and Ruma nodded in acknowledgment.

Seth stayed in the room, watching Ruma apparate from a circle to another, without any splinching. And so began Ruma's summer, as mentally and physically tiring it could ever be.

Venthyr meaning

*Ni mel cin.*

*I love you.*

*An oiale a oiale.*

*For ever and ever.*